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My Humps (In the style of System Of A Down)

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My lovely little lumps! What you gonna do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk? I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk Get you love drunk off my hump My hump, my hump My hump, my hump, my hump My hump, my hump, my hump My lovely little lumps, check it out! I drive these brothers crazy, I do it on the daily They treat me really nicely, they buy me all the nice things Dolce and Gabbana, Fendi and then Donna Karan, they be sharing all their money Got me wearin' fly, but I ain't asking They say they love my ass in Seven Jeans, True Religion I say "no" but they keep giving So I keep on taking, and no, I ain't taken We can keep on dating, I keep on demonstrating my love My love, my love, my love You love my lady lumps My hump, my hump, my hump My humps they got you She's got me spending (Ooh) Spending all your money on me And spending time on me She's got me spending (Ooh) Spending all your money on me On-on me, on me What you gonna do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk Get you love drunk off my hump What you gonna do with all that ass? All that ass inside 'em jeans? I'ma make-make-make-make you scream Make you scream, make you scream! 'Cause of my hump My hump, my hump, my hump My hump, my hump, my hump My lovely lady lumps, check it out I met a girl down at the disco She said, Hey, hey, hey, yeah, let's go I could be your baby, you can be my honey Let's spend time, and not the money And mix your milk with my Coco Puffs Milky, milky coco Mix your milk with my Coco Puffs Milky, milky, right They say I'm really sexy The boys, they wanna sex me They always standing next to me Always dancing next to me Tryna feel my hump, hump Looking at my lump, lump You can look, but you can't touch it If you touch it, I'ma start some drama You don't want no drama No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama So don't pull on my hand, boy You ain't my man, boy I'm just tryna dance, boy And move my hump My hump, My hump My hump, my hump, my hump My hump, my hump, my hump My hump, my hump, my hump My lovely lady lumps My lovely lady lumps My lovely lady lumps In the back and in the front My loving got you She's got me spending (Ooh) Spending all your money on me And spending time on me She's got me spending (Ooh) Spending all your money on me On-on me, on me What you gonna do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk Get you love drunk off my hump What you gonna do with all that ass? All that ass inside 'em jeans? I'ma make-make-make-make you scream Make you scream, make you scream! What you gonna do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk?